Born into a large family in 1998
You started hearing the horrid stories at 10
Didn’t believe any of them, that is until it was too late
At 11, I started looking back and began thinkin’

Woken up in the middle of the night to screams
Startled by the frightening sounds
Unsure of what to do, I hope it’s not what it seems
In the pitch black, my throat is grabbed, I can’t make a sound

Woke up the next morning in an animal cage
Looking at my now scarred and ripped clothes and skin
White shirt soaked in tears, wanting to get out, but unable to manage
Shackles strapped to my ankles, have I committed a sin?

Mom comes down the stairs, yelling at me, calling me foul names
What did I do to deserve this nightmare???
Hitting the cage I’m in as if I’m a wild animal full of shame
The only thing that jumped was my hair

In a loud scream, my mum sayd. “You worthless whore….”
Crying harder, I…..